Silence crept through the darkened hallways, a heavy sigh came from the chair which sat grimly in the corner. The entirety of the room seemed dull and glum.
The shakey voice took another breath of the damp, depressing air. The man latched his hands onto the arms of the seat he sat on, hoisting himself off it.
The swish of a white lab coat came as he walked speedily out the door, to the next room.
"..dearest why do you run, I've finally found you and you start to leave? Well, don't fret dearie, like I've said before I'll always find you."
He swished open the door, into a large windowed room, circularly shaped, with ticking clocks and gears lying about.
He made his way to a large computer, slamming his hands on the desk. He grunted angrily, staring into the street cameras.
" I won't loose you again"
YOU ARE READING
Ticks,Tocks,Time ,and clocks
Adventure"...Time and Clocks do not chime in rhyme..." "..you're only protecting them from yourself.." "...time isn't a tool, it's the moments that you care for..."
